I hope last week was good for all of you. Ours was interesting for sure, and it mostly consisted of a heck of a lot of biking and tired legs and rain. It’s cold enough now that my breath freezes in front of me when we run in the morning. The weather definitely turned and there’s no denying it: it’s Autumn now. 🍂
I don’t know how many times this week I almost met Jesus, but I’m still alive for some miraculous reason, and I ain’t seen Him yet! I did decide I wanted to kiss the Veil a couple of times though so I decided to be a maniac cyclist. I won’t go into too much detail, but all I can say is, thanks for all your prayers, they literally save my life. 🙏🏼😊 My bike broke this week! Yay! I bent the wheel and the frame so it doesn’t work anymore, and fixing it is probably going to be expensive, so we bought monthly bus tickets today because it’s cheaper that way than fixing the bike currently. If I stay here next transfer I’ll probably weasel another bike out of another missionary who doesn’t need it, but if I’m sent to a car area then I haven’t lost anything. (Sidenote: It sounds like she was probably hit by a car but she’s not elaborating. We know she is fine and walking around with no broken bones because of pictures we received from members. I guess we’ll hear the story when she gets home!)
Today we spent p-day with Michelle and we went to Cardiff Bay and took a nice walk along the water, and then had ice cream cones. She’s so nice and so cool, I love her!
One miracle I can tell you about happened on Wednesday. We went to see his elderly lady in the Ward that we see every Wednesday and when we knocked on her door she didn’t answer, so we looked in her window and she was asleep on the couch. So we decided to give her a few minutes and took those minutes to walk into the village to buy her some rice pudding because she really likes it. We walked into the shop and were just casually purchasing our things when the cashier–a YSA aged guy–asked us where our church was because he wanted to switch churches and he was looking for the right one, so he might as well come to ours. I thought about committing him to baptism but there were people in the queue so I didn’t. We switched numbers and he said he’d call us the next day to get the details, so we thought, alright, we’ll just see if he actually calls us and if he does hen maybe he’s actually interested. He called the next day for the details and came to church on Sunday. Thank goodness for old women who fall asleep on their sofas right when God needs them to. She was awake when we went back. Heavenly Father is a master planner, that’s all I can say!
I’ve just been thinking and marvelling this week about how good God is. So many people see Him as a God of wrath and judgement, but in actuality He is so merciful and kind. He has done everything for us, all out of the love of His heart. He truly does love each one of us so personally, and only has our best interests in mind. He cares about our wants and needs and concerns, and He knows our own hearts better than we do. He’s just so good to us all the time! Our God is so gracious! He’s so good! I just can’t get over how good He is! I am so grateful He is my Father.
I love you all so much! Thanks for everyone that you do for us missionaries out here!
❤️ Sister Wadsworth